Spent most of the morning trying to escape the gravitational pull of the mass that is Houston.
Houston is so big! How big is it? I imagine one could get on I-610 and never ever leave its orbit.
A Perfectly Ugly Day of Driving
All the elements of ugly were present on I-10 today: drizzle, fog, wall-to-wall semis, and lots of road sludge. BUT, it was perfect because I’m in the GBD!
I just set the cruise control on 60, stayed in the slow lane, and enjoyed Sirius – comedy, jazz, Frankie, the book channel (Sherlock Holmes, Pride and Prejudice) and a few classic radio shows (The Great Gildersleeve, Casey: Crime Photographer). All this, plus the knowledge that bisque awaited me, made it a relaxing 270-mile day.
Like they say, a bad day on I-10 beats a good day at work.
Cruise Control: The Downside
You zone out and forget to look for Shipley’s Don-Nuts until it’s simply too late.
The GDB needs a long hot shower.
|Grit + Grime|
Mouth watering and primed for bisque, I pull up to the Blue Dog Café and find it closed!
Because it’s Fat Tuesday!
The purple hair and beads tip me off. The drunken Cajuns don’t - I expect that part. Had I gotten to town 30 minutes earlier, my route would have shut down for the Mardi Gras parade instead of the minor gridlock I encountered.Facing the disappointment of a bisque-less evening, I swerved into Popeye’s on the way to Camp Wal-Mart to get some red beans & rice & biscuit to have with my spicy sausage.
Sharon’s brother, Mike, has this sausage specially made for him in College Station. This particular version is venison, wild boar, cheese, and jalapeno. No surprise that it’s incredibly tasty.
Headed to our old home – Baton Rouge – tomorrow. Good thing my taste buds are in peak condition!
Goodnight from Lafayette!